Chapter 118 The Mystery of the White Clouds
Standing next to Lu Yi, Yun Hao looked at the house, then at Lu Yi, and asked, "What do we do?"
Lu Yi gestured to Yun Hao, but instead of knocking on the door and going in directly, he turned a corner and knocked on the door of a house next door.
Hearing a knock on the door, an old woman came out. "What is it?"
Lu Yi smiled kindly, "Hello, Grandma."
"May I ask you something?"
"Oh, okay, young man, what would you like to ask?"
The old lady had a natural affinity for good-looking young men like Lu Yi and Yun Hao, so she warmly invited them in.
Lu Yi explained his purpose, "Grandma, I have a relative who lives nearby, but I don't know exactly where she lives, so I wanted to ask you about it..."
"Who is it?" The old lady grew increasingly fond of this polite and well-behaved child.
"Her name is Baiyun. She used to live in the house next to yours. She was a distant relative of mine."
I just don't know if she's still around. Do you know her?
"Baiyun? I know her!" The old lady immediately agreed with Lu Yi.
Lu Yi felt relieved upon hearing this. He exchanged a glance with Yun Hao, and it was indeed as he had guessed.
Yesterday, he asked Yan Wu to help him check the mailing address of Xu Qiang's letter. The property registration information showed that the house was bought by a woman surnamed Bai many years ago.
The owner of the house has remained unchanged for so many years.
When Lu Yi saw the name Bai Yun on the property registration list, the name of the woman Bai Yun came to mind.
Then they found Yun Hao, and after Yun Hao confirmed that this was indeed Bai Yun's last residence before his death.
They were now more certain about the relationship between Chunxiang and Xu Qiang.
That's why he had just asked that probing question. Upon hearing the old lady's affirmative answer, Lu Yi immediately feigned surprise, "Really?"
Is she still alive? Our family has been looking for her for a long time.
"Alas! You're too late, she's long gone..." The old lady shook her head regretfully.
"What?! She's gone! Then... then who lives in this house now...?" Lu Yi asked, shocked and disappointed.
The old lady had no doubts; she simply assumed the young man was grieving for his family.
Therefore, she patted Lu Yi's shoulder reassuringly, "Don't be sad, there's nothing we can do about it."
She's been dead for almost twenty years, hasn't she? I remember..."
"How did she die?"
"You know what, the way she died was terrifying! I wasn't young at the time, but I was still quite frightened by the way she died..." Recalling Baiyun's death, the old lady, despite her advanced age, still shuddered...
Looking at the old lady, Lu Yi sensed something was wrong. "What's wrong with her?"
"Her death was so gruesome! Blood was gushing from her whole body, and she was completely stained red!"
The strangest thing is that she was actually laughing! In her hand...
She was holding a small cloth doll in her hand. Even though she was covered in blood, there wasn't a drop of blood on the hand holding the doll!
That was terrifying! It felt like I was being sucked into that rag doll!
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